DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 9--10 - Sex Stories

DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 9--10

... before the door was jerked open. Danny took the hamper from me, looked inside and, after a pause, grudgingly invited me in. This was the first time I'd seen his apartment. Danny was right. Compared to mine it was tiny. And very, very messy... Danny invited me to sit down, but one look at the stains on his couch and... I didn't know if the underwear draped over the back of the only chair was clean or dirty and I didn't want to find out. I noted that Danny wore boxers instead of briefs.

Danny greeted the food with more enthusiasm than he did me. He seemed relieved when I reassured him I wouldn't bother him again until Thursday after his last Final.

"Just be sure to return my mom's good Tupperware or she'll hunt you down with a knife. Don't laugh. I've seen it happen."

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The Present... Wednesday Evening...

Sandra called. She was lonely and needed a Girl's Night. We hadn't had a Girl's Night in a month! I agreed if she'd bring take-out. She agreed with a laugh. She always made fun of my eating habits, or should I say, my habit ofalways eating. Is it my fault I inherited my dad's genetic disorder that allowed me to eat anything and still stay slim? Eating take-out Thai food in my oversized tub was our second favorite thing to do. Laughing, feeding each other with chopsticks while trying not to drop food into the bathwater was the prelude to our first favorite thing. Which involved much kissing, sucking fingering, and nude wrestling in bed. Which came ...

... right before our feasting on something much more personal.

Our sixty-nine evolved into my pinning Sandra to the bed for some serious rug-munching. Time passed and her thighs rose slowly to clamp tight around my head. As her cries became louder, more demanding that I,'do-that-more-now-like-that-like-that-like-that' I forced her thighs apart with my hands and pinned her ass to the bed to push my mouth harder against her slit. Her pussy was so wet, I strained to capture every delicious drop.

I knew from previous Girl Nights what she needed for thatsomething extra that would send her over the top. My lone finger probing her pussy was joined by a second and then a third as I stretched her hole and began finger-fucking her hard and fast.

Sandra's cries went quiet as her neck bowed backward... Thighs strained against my hands to clamp about my head... Stomach muscles quivered... Hips moved spastically, painting my face with her juice. I tried to match her spasming hips with my own movements, keeping my mouth plastered to her pussy as her orgasm peaked... And peaked... AndPEAKED!

Sandra's body seized up as her head whipped forward... With a loud cry, she grabbed the back of my head and crushed my mouth to her slit as I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers. As wet as her pussy had been, it was nothing compared to the rush of sweet cream that filled my mouth as her pussy walls spasmed against my probing fingers. Frenzied demands for me to not stop devolved into one ...